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"Hey, hey, are you alright?" Ethan shook Jackie Chan and asked.

Seeing that Jackie Chan did not reply, Ethan began to search his mind for what kind of magic he should use on a patient like this.

Chapter 108 It's normal for brothers to bang their heads into the ground.

Just as Ethan was pondering how to treat Jackie Chan without killing him, Jackie Chan finally recovered and braced himself on the ground with his arms.

"You're awake! How are you feeling?" Ethan asked with concern.

Jackie Chan saw several double images of Ethan in his eyes, and he looked up and thought for a moment.

He was waiting for Ethan while keeping his job in mind, studying the patterns on the nearby tomb passage.

Suddenly, a roar came from behind him. He didn't even hear what was being shouted before he felt a gust of wind coming from behind.

Then he was blown away by the gust of wind and crashed into the wall, immediately losing consciousness. He never figured out what had caused the gust.

"Have you found them? If not, hurry up and leave, we can't hold on any longer!" Jackie Chan said, coming to his senses. He was just a small-time archaeologist who knew a little bit of martial arts, so why did he always run into this kind of thing?

"I'm glad you're alright." Ethan breathed a sigh of relief and gestured towards a passage behind them. "Don't worry too much, someone's taking care of that."

Jackie Chan turned his head and saw that from time to time, several whimpering sounds came from the bottomless passage. Along with these whimpering sounds was the sound of a pile driver smashing iron. The entire passage was vibrating with these two sounds, which was exaggerated to an absurd degree.

After the two watched the show in the corner for ten minutes, a figure slowly walked out of the passage.

Under the light emanating from the jewel atop the tomb, Ethan could vaguely see something held in Nasus's right hand.

“Ethan, I’ve brought him.” Nasus tossed the Renekton in his hand forward, greeted Ethan, and nodded to Jackie Chan. “Hello, my friend.”

Jackie Chan rudely did not reply; he stared with his mouth agape at Renekton, who was lying on the ground and was a head taller than him.

Renekton looked incredibly miserable, covered in blood, with some of his scales torn off. He lay on the ground, limp and unable to stand up.

“Don’t worry, he’s lost his mind and has less than a tenth of his fighting strength. Plus, he’s carrying thousands of layers of withering on his body, so he’s absolutely not in danger.” Nasus explained, seeing that Ethan hadn’t moved for a long time and assuming that he was frightened by Renekton.

Ethan, recovering from his shock, offered no explanation, took two steps forward, and slowly extended his right hand.

*Crack!* Renekton swung his head, his sharp teeth clashing in the air, his eyes fixed on Ethan.

Ethan was startled when he managed to pull his hand back in time; if that had bitten him, his arm would probably be gone.

"I'm sorry, it was my oversight." Nasus apologized, raised his scepter, and smashed it down hard on Renekton's head.

Boom! Renekton's head sank directly into the soil, his body twitched twice, and then he stopped moving.

So cruel!

Jackie Chan shuddered, looking at Ethan with some worry. Although he didn't know what Ethan had asked of him, he wondered if Ethan's head was harder than the ground here if he failed...

Ethan took a deep breath and placed his right hand on Renekton's shoulder.

Then Ethan slowly closed his eyes and awkwardly began to activate the sacred fire within his body.

In Jackie Chan's eyes, Ethan's body was covered with tattoo-like patterns, and a light shone from the center of his forehead. The light traveled down his hand, and then a ball of flame suddenly burst into flames in his palm.

Sizzle~ Under the scorching of the sacred fire, a putrid smell wafted into the tomb. Blue lines appeared on Renekton's body and scales, intertwining and binding Renekton tightly.

Nasus, standing nearby, was filled with anticipation. He had almost killed his brother before Xerath's underhanded tactics finally surfaced. Now, the Holy Flame of Ethan had reacted as soon as it touched him. It seemed like things were going to turn out very well!

Time passed slowly, and the spot where Ethan's palm touched Renekton's scales had turned slightly white, while Renekton's struggles grew more and more intense.

However, the object of the struggle was strange; its left hand tried to lift its head, while its right hand pressed down on its body, wishing it could sink in a little more.

Boom! Suddenly, a surge of power erupted from beneath Renekton's skin, using the power of the sacred fire to break through the "cage" left by Xerath.

Nasus caught Ethan in mid-air, grabbed him, and put him on the ground before running to Renekton's side, looking at his younger brother with some excitement.

"Nasus!" Renekton pulled his head out of the ground and stared intently at Nasus.

Nasus looked a little unwell. Had he failed again?

“I told you not to hit my head so hard!” Renekton stood up and said fiercely.

Nasus was taken aback at first, then laughed and opened his arms to hug his younger brother.

"Wait a minute, there's still a small problem. Let me handle it." Renekton roared, his blood-red fury spreading across his body—Ultimate Domination!

The rapidly expanding Renekton pushed down a section of the ceiling above him, and his entire body became a head taller than Nasus.

Immediately afterwards, Renekton grabbed the taut blue arcane lines across his chest with both hands.

Roar! ! !

Renekton exerted sudden force, pulling the thread to both sides. When the thread was stretched to its limit, it collapsed into blue particles.

"Xerath!!! I'm free! You just wait!"

Completely liberated, Renekton roared so loudly that Ethan and Jackie Chan's eardrums vibrated.

Almost simultaneously, Ethan remembered Morey, who had been left alone. He turned and burrowed into the sand, releasing his senses to locate Morey, who was resting on the spot, and quickly moved towards him.

Seeing Renekton and Nasus acting like such good buddies, Jackie Chan couldn't hold back any longer. There were still people fighting upstairs! It wasn't appropriate for you two to be acting all brotherly.

“Um… there’s a Shuriman emperor fighting Kaecilius outside. Aren’t you going out to help? And that Xerath guy seems to have escaped.”

Jackie Chan looked up and said that he had basically figured out the situation from the few words Ethan had just revealed. Renekton and Nasus were brothers and both Ascended from Shurima. The one who appeared at the beginning was the Emperor of Shurima, and the one they met in the middle should be Xerath, the enemy of these three.

“Don’t worry, the emperor was awakened and needs to vent his anger,” Nasus explained. “As for Xerath…”

"Hmph, that despicable guy is probably nowhere to be found by now," Renekton said from behind, his breath almost blowing Jackie Chan away.

“Renkerton, control yourself.” Nasus glared at his brother, then bent down and looked at Jackie Chan. “I’ll send you out first. Mortals aren’t fit to stay here.”

Jackie Chan nodded; in truth, he had no other choice.

Chapter 109 Zelas Cuts Off the Past

When Jackie Chan was brought to the ground by Nasus, Ethan also dragged Morey back to the ground. Morey glanced at Jackie Chan, who had landed safely, and sighed inwardly. Jackie Chan had a high-speed rail ticket from China, while he had a cheap train ticket. They were not in the same league.

"Your Majesty, stop poking him, he's already dead," Nasus said, looking at Azir in the distance.

Azir raised his head and casually pulled the scepter from Casillas's corpse. He was so angry with Casillas that even in death he couldn't vent his anger, and he wanted to release all the pent-up resentment he had accumulated underground for so many years.

In fact, Casillas initially fought him to a draw, and even broke through the encirclement of thousands of troops at times.

However, as time passed after his awakening, Azir's strength continued to recover rapidly, while the hellish energy within Kaecilius gradually could not keep up with his consumption, and in the end, he could not even maintain his demonic form.

Given this ebb and flow, Casillas' defeat was not entirely unexpected. It's just unknown whether, as he fell, he ever thought about how much better it would have been if he hadn't judged Kamar-Taj.

"My strategist, my general, Shurima is destroyed." Azir murmured, looking up at the distant desert. He could no longer see a single Shurima banner, nor any remaining Ascended Legion soldiers.

They had imagined this scene while they were asleep, but they were still deeply moved when they actually saw it.

At that time, the threat of Odin of Asgard hung over the Shurima Empire, and no one was sure if the group that had wiped out the Zoroastrians would return centuries later.

Despite everyone's objections, Azir forcibly carried out the ascension ceremony, intending to prepare for the future great war. Unfortunately, the ascension ceremony was interrupted by Xerath, who also stole a large portion of the related power.

Renekton and Nasus, who were defending the frontier and confronting foreign enemies, rushed back immediately upon receiving the news. However, when they returned, they could only seal away the rampaging Xerath. As for Azir, he was barely clinging to life.

With the Ascended Legion suffering heavy casualties, more than half of the capital destroyed, the royal bloodline broken, the emperor in a coma, and enemies beginning to pour in, the two had no choice but to leave the capital with Azir and find a place to build a tomb to prevent Shurima from completely dying out.

After burying the Sun Disk and Azir together in the tomb, Nasus prepared to set up a defensive network. But at that moment, Renekton, who was guarding Xerath, was affected and launched an attack on him.

After subduing the disoriented Renekton, Nasus, carrying his injured body, took the coffin that sealed Xerath deeper underground and sealed it with an even stronger seal. He then walked with Renekton to the bottom of the sealing point and sealed himself away.

“Emperor, as long as you live, we live, Shurima will one day be restored. Go back, the time is not yet up, your injuries have not fully healed,” Nasus advised.

Renekton stood to the side, saying nothing. He was blaming himself for having wavered in his mind because of the impending destruction of Shurima; otherwise, Xerath wouldn't have been able to take advantage of his weakness.

Azir nodded, and before turning back, he shouted into the distance, "Xerath!"

The brief name was filled with anger, resentment, and self-blame. He regretted it, regretted trusting Xerath so much!

Dozens of kilometers away in the desert, Zelas paused instinctively after hearing his name.

Immediately afterward, an overwhelming sense of shame welled up within him. No, it wasn't shame about his past actions, but rather shame that he could still instinctively stop and wait for orders because of Azir's words.

If we don't settle this once and for all, I will forever remain your slave!

Xerath turned to look in the direction of the ancient tomb, spread his arms, and completely released control of the arcane energy in his body.

The newly restored arcane energy rose and swirled between his hands, and the arcane ritual began!

If Xerath's act of stealing the power of the Ascension Ritual and transforming it into a sorcerer's spirit was to gain enough power to seize authority, then the current arcane ritual is his way of completely severing ties with his former life as a slave.

"Azir!!!"

Hearing Xerath's voice, Azir stopped in his tracks. He was very familiar with that voice; it used to be the voice that rang around him every day. But back then, the voice called him "Emperor," and its tone was full of respect, affection, and fear.

"Nasus! Renekton!" Azir shouted, looking at the arcane energy surging in the distance.

"exist!"

"Before I fall into slumber, I will not allow the sinners who directly caused the destruction of Shurima to continue living peacefully in this world!"

"Yes!"

Ultimate domination! Death has arrived!

Renekton and Nasus unleashed their power, transforming into giants hundreds of meters tall. The power surrounding them formed two small domains. Any high-level professional who fell into the overlapping part of the two domains would be reduced to dust, their body and soul crushed simultaneously.

Ethan, with great foresight, led Jackie Chan and Morey in the opposite direction to retreat. This place was about to become a battlefield, and the intensity of the battle was beyond their ability to participate in.

"Xerath! On behalf of Shurima, I will judge your past crimes!"

Azir raised his scepter, pointing it at Xerath in the distance. The sun disk behind him shone brightly once more, and he floated into the air.

"Based on your crimes! The final sentence is death! Your name is stripped! You are a slave!"

"Azir, you tyrannical, unjust, and untrustworthy emperor, today I will bury Shurima! I will bury this past forever!"

As Xerath responded with his final words, the entire sky turned a blue tinged with danger, and countless arcane orbs emerged from this blue ocean, densely packed like the cells of a beehive.

Seeing this, Nasus stepped in front of Azir, his power forming a soul barrier that became Azir's strongest defense.

Renekton, on the other hand, quickened his pace, holding a weapon resembling a battle-axe horizontally in front of him to part the air and reduce resistance during his charge.

Azir didn't command Nasus or Renekton; he knew his strategist and general would make the right choice. Instead, he opened his arms towards the sun, the rotating sun disc behind him forming a triangle with his arms.

Within this triangle, terrifying energy is brewing. When it emerges, the world will witness the true power of Shurima!

Chapter 110 The Eternal Spirit of the Witch